by cherubim » Wed Apr 17, 2019 8:11 pm
there is a precariously thin line that lies betwixt that of life and death. with that, a balancing act comes - one you seem to have mastered in your comatose state. no voice will reach you, no action elicits a response. but a gentle touch - an angel's touch - has you moving. flickering of the eyes, maybe a twitch of the fingers. will today be the day your act finally ends? will you finally fall upon the side you wish to stay?
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┌──────────── (☀) ────────────┐❝ 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐢 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ❞🕊 wren 🕊 they/she 🕊 sylvain's wife! 🕊
lover of birds, poetry, and fire emblem
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